Well, this was pathetic.
God, she couldn't even stand. All Cordelia could do was sit there, with her back against the wall in some alley, clutching her broken shoulder and trying so hard not to cry. And the irony that this started with her trying to help a guy she thought she knew, who was doing his own version of brooding in an alley? Not lost on her.
She supposed she was lucky that he stopped before outright killing her. Although now? That would've been better. Because if she was dead, then that meant she wouldn't have to deal with this painful aftermath after all.
Cordelia sucked in her breath and closed her eyes. Maybe if she stayed like this, still and silent - then the pain would go away. Or maybe one of the brainless extras would actually grow a brain and offer to help her.
...or not.
Her tablet. She needed her tablet. Slowly looking around her, Cordelia was relieved to find it lying a few feet away - it probably fell when that bastard made her float like some sort of balloon. Gingerly she used her good hand to reach for it.
"Uh, a little help?" Now. Now would be good, before she passed out. "Please?"
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